The faces are close, the bodies intertwined, but the gazes flee from one another. We are beside each other, but not together. The modern world is a mass of scattered presences; a place where people gather in shared spaces, yet no bond exists between them. This is not a community; it is a mass of loners. Can this soulless crowd be transformed into a collective that, beyond mere proximity, carries the meaning of "being together"? These works do not offer a definitive answer, but instead pose an open question—one about the possibility of connection, of seeing, and of breaking the invisible boundaries between us.